Hell yeah.

Guess.

[slate-cactus]

I grieve the stupid edits I know this series would have if it was popular

Guess I just have to make my own

[acidtheater]

I didn't get a screenshot so you'll have to trust me, but Archie was going to go investigate somewhere and Nero was like "Don't worry about it tonight, it's supposed to rain any time." Archie says it's really okay, he doesn't hate the outdoors like Wolfe does, and Wolfe's like "...Okay then, well just stay because I want you here." It was cute.

[vitece]

Sleepy time

Redrawing an old art from 2025

[poppedbubblgum]

Head scratches

[koroart]

Insert William Blake poem quote here because I can’t be assed to — I’m going to bed 🛌

[ymkse]

I just wanna talk to him.

[poppedbubblgum]

Forgot to post this before

[opportunityvic]

ello

I was going to make an animation for dmc with one of those animation meme songs from 2018. I don’t know which one to use yet so if you have any suggestions please tell me. Thank you.

[homosexualpigeon]

My takeaway from Star Trek 3 the Search For Spock

[opportunityvic]

underrated vedio

https://youtube.com/clip/UgkxPRjV4N9vSqbUtghZKifErKjMFm3ffqVD?si=-Flm3B1bXcgsH5Bb

A clip funny ghost catching vedio

[rainboweemart]

Dadgil comic to end this year ❤️‍🩹

[skittlesandham]

be silly, be free

[aslightlydifferentchristmascarol]

Fred: Uncle Scrooge, you have to go out there, face that mob and apologize for what you did. Scrooge: I would, but I'm afraid if I open the door, they'll take all of you! Townsperson: No, we won't. We just want Scrooge! Scrooge: Well, maybe not you, but they'll kill Marley! Marley: I'm part of the mob!

[incorrectclassicbookquotes]

Fred: Uncle, no one is pure evil. I mean, yes, everyone has a hard outer shell, but inside everybody has a creamy center...

Ebenezer Scrooge: There are plenty of people here on this particular planet that are hard on the outside and hard on the inside...

Fred: So they'd have more of a nougaty center?

Ebenezer Scrooge: Fred, people aren't chocolates, do you know what they are mostly? Bastards...bastard coated bastards with bastard fillings, but I don't find them half as annoying as I find naive bubble headed optimists who walk around vomiting sunshine...

Fred, touching Scrooge's stomach: I'm touching your creamy center!

*Fred walks away*

Ebenezer Scrooge: Ooh...I am so very angry...that I'm going to find someone to kill just to prove him wrong.

*Bob Cratchit starts to walk up behind Scrooge, but hears him say this and slowly walks away*

[helllmond]

I'm FINALLY done with this

[sweetyart]

A small clarification: nowhere does it say that Nero considers himself "bad," but he firmly believes the people of Fortuna considered him a burden, at least before joining the ranks of the Order's knights.

< Previous \ First / Next >

[opportunityvic]

Me after reading this

[mysteroads]

Dante hated cell phones. They were obnoxious, addictive, fragile, and everywhere. And, worst of all, people could call you on them— from anywhere. At any time. You could be shopping, napping, hunting demons, walking down the street minding your own damn business and BAM! One of those god-awful ringtones would start blaring. The very idea made his hackles rise. Bad enough that the shop number still got the occasional spam caller, why in hell would he open himself up to more attacks? (His car didn’t have an extended warranty. In fact, he didn’t even have a car!)

He’d fought tooth and nail, dug his heels in despite Morrison’s subtle hints and Lady’s outright complaints. Absolutely refused… until Nero. 

His nephew had come into his life like a sudden summer thunderstorm, bringing chaos but leaving Dante’s world fresh and washed clean of all but the darkest stains.

Sweet Nero— unexpected and precious, a wonderful and terrifying bundle of joyful giggles and heartbreakingly familiar blue eyes— and suddenly staying in contact with his nephew (and his nephew’s babysitters) was a million times more important than avoiding unwanted calls. 

Seven years and four destroyed phones later, and Dante still hated cell phones, but never left home without his.

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works